i let the ship sink from underneath me
because there was no way to keep it from going down
my beautiful ship
but even the disaster of it sinking
is relieved from my heart because i could let it go
because i did not go down with it
captains who sink with their ship
clutching the broken wheel as the deep envelops
every mast and sail and brightly polished brass
i am swimming above you
to the beach
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